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[violachic]

Technically too tired to post. Hence strange sentence structure.

Was dissident all weekend. Was cool. No matter what the media says, there were at LEAST 3,000 people at Tribune Plaza today. Fucking American propaganda media.

Blow-pens rule.

The guy in dreds, Free Palestine t-shirt and the blue bandana was HOT. When I pointed it out to my mom and said he was my type, she said: "I was afraid of that".

Three of my signs were on CLTV news! I'm famous!

Sort of.

Ate tapas with mom for her birthday. Yummmmmmmmmmmm. Neato flamenco music and dancing, too.

Ummmmmmmmmmmm yeah that's all. I go snooze now. *poof* I'm gone!

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[ex-divalibby633.livejournal.com]

blow pens??

hi to mom.

did you get the cute guy's number???

I have a feeling I gave my number to some random guy last night. Good thing it'll only be my number for another month or so.

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[violachic.livejournal.com]

Blow-pens are these marker thingys that you put in a little contraption, then blow on them towards paper. They have an effect a lot like airbrushing if you do it right. They're tons of fun and they make kick-ass art.

No, I only ogled the hot guy.

Mom had a birthday on Saturday, too.